(can you tell im out of ideas and just want an excuse to post my oc...)

"I just—That's what you're coming to the medbay for?"

Aulay looked up at you, genuinley befuddled as you held out your arm. A singular, red scratch could be seen across your forearm, nothing that a simple wash couldn't fix—yet, just to get out of a few minutes of work with Daisuke and Swansea, you'd ran off to Aulay in the medbay for help. Normally, it would be Anya, his mentor, but she was off to the restroom—probably puking her guts out like any other day. This was stupid. You knew it, and Aulay especially knew it. They really didn't have time for this. Alright, well, they did, given that the medroom was spotless and everyone was off doing their jobs, but they didn't really want to deal with this.

"What do you want me to do? Kiss it better?"

Sarcasam laced his voice as he raised an eyebrow. You looked around the room, maybe for a bandage or painkiller, just to give them something to do that would be somewhat nessecary for this..wound.

"Nope, over here."

He snapped his fingers in your face, not giving you the chance to try and convince him to waste supplies on this..stupid scratch. His patience was wearing thin with you, staring expectantly as they waited for you to try and defend yourself.